(slow piano music)
There’s a scent you love more than any other. No, not that
of a woman, or of your gentleman at his finest hour. You’re thinking of
exhaust, rubber, and fried bologna, a combination one is most likely to
experience in the NASCAR garage.
But that’s not the case right now. Instead, you’re donning
your thickest winter coat, scraping your windshield, and struggling through a
snowy drive. The red flag is out, stopping the nine months of fun you just enjoyed.
Now, you’re in a period that seems so much longer, so damaging after those 38
weekends of glee.
Face it, friend. You have #NOD. Know this: You are #NOD
alone. Millions like you suffer from #NOD every year, and have since 1948. Help
is on the way, because it’s January, and the Daytona 500 is next freaking
month, you guys. Now, would you like mayonnaise with your bologna?
(engine sound, fans cheering sound)
FROM LAURA H. (NOT RELATED TO GRIFFIN H. DIFFERENT LAST NAMES)
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